the best laid plans of mice and men

Eris Eternity · 02-21-2012, 07:20 AM

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(401) Trying to make for a short and sweet thread? XD Feel free to powerplay Miqui however you need in your next post, and am assuming Vesp would probably make a break for it? O_O

Eris is by me!

Their foes driven back and the ruins (and her children) saved, the coyote hybrid limped toward the border, intending to secure it. She was dimly aware of Miqui's presence beside her; a strange tiredness had overtaken her after the bloodlust and fury of earlier. Aches and pains covered her, but the coyote had refused treatment until the more severely wounded were tended. She was not hurt so badly; the worst of her wounds was the one on her leg, and even it did not hurt so bad as it had before. A dark slick patch of blood covered her inner leg, however, and she moved with a discernible limp. Miqui had apparently elected himself to be her guard, as he'd sustained no wounds, and she had to throw off several offers of assistance before he understood she meant to walk in her own power.

These were her lands, and that The Auxiliary could be so bold as to stalk their borders and ensure their safety following such an attack merely bespoke the pack's strength. The dark woman and her guardian moved away from the scenes of heavy fighting, and soon, the woman nudged her companion with an elbow, murmuring Verusha's name to him. He nodded and the pair continued, their pace quickening, Eris's limp becoming more pronounced. Before long, the hybrid saw the slave standing beside an invader, and she moved to run. Miqui outpaced her first, charging toward the scarred invader. Verusha took a step back, her stunned shock apparent from even this distance. The sable-hued Auxiliary moved toward the slave, some of that feverish rage quickening her blood once more, the speed and ferocity of this rebounding strength surprising even Eris.

The slave retreated as Eris came on, and the hybrid grabbed the old woman by the hair, her other hand grasping at the slave's ring. Verusha twisted her head to and fro, avoiding the dark coyote's first several attempts. Finally, Eris wrenched the slave's head back, drawing her good leg up to knee the smaller coyote in the back. Though this sent a spiral of fiery pain up her injured leg, the hybrid soon found both feet on the ground once more, and her teeth were in the slave's neck, tearing and biting. Blood bubbled from the wound and slicked against her muzzle, hot and tasting of copper.

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